I always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
What if Shakespeare had had a test audience for Romeo and Juliet or Hamlet?
We are so defined by how people see us. We're a very materialistic culture. We're a very image-driven culture. What if that goes away and you are left with, God help us, what, indeed, is your essential self?
Ask yourself: If I can't avoid it, change it, or make it go away, what if I changed my response to it? What if I decided to stop letting it bother me?
That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?
Gregory,” she said, “you cannot leave me here. What if someone finds you and removes you from the house? Who will know I am here? And what if…and what if…and then what if…” He smiled, enjoying her officiousness too much to actually listen to her words. She was definitely herself again. “When this is all over,” he said, “I shall bring you a sandwich. ” That stopped her short. “A sandwich? A sandwich?
What if we discover that our present way of life is irreconcilable with our vocation to become fully human?
But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?
Alright, all right," I said. "What if I tell you a story, instead?" Highlanders loved stories, and Jamie was no exception. "Oh, aye, " he said, sounding much happier. "What sort of story is it?
I mean, so what if it's a little dangerous? A one-armed kid is comedy gold.
What if Jesus was the only normal person who ever lived?
What if you just did it your own way? No rules, no right or wrong, just what you think is beautiful?
The belief is growing on me that the disease is communicated by the bite of the mosquito. . . . She always injects a small quantity of fluid with her bite-what if the parasites get into the system in this manner.
What we need to do first is to find out how big the migration problem is and what the economic consequences of it are for the United States and Mexico. We hear a lot of extravagant numbers and claims made, but very few hard facts. We don't really know what, if any, burdens illegal migrants impose on the US economy or the social welfare apparatus, and those issues must be clarified.
What if I arrange to be around Lord Akeldama during the full moon?” The earl looked daggers. “I am certain he would be extremely helpful in a fight. He could ruthlessly flatter all your attackers into abject submission.
What if desire wasn't an urge to be tamed, but a beacon of truth to be followed?
We're taught to find the antecedents to our adult failures in childhood traumas, and so we spend our lives looking bacwards and pointing fingers, rather than bucking up and forging ahead. But what if your childhood was all a big misunderstanding? An elaborate ruse? What does that say about failure? Better yet, what does that say about potential?
You know, what if everybody's wrong in life? And so you have to live your life yourself.
What if imagination and art are not frosting at all, but the fountainhead of human experience?
Hey, what if those crop circles are just ads for Target?